"No?" He asked, curious. He listened as Shinji explained. "I see, so he sees all of these ventures as part of the same 'business'. I've hired him several times for the bar to deliver supplies while it was being constructed and now we've a new arrangement regarding anyone who might need a ride home." He smirked with that playful edge to his expression. "With how often we've now been adding food deliveries, you must either really like me for giving him so much work or find me incredibly annoying."

His attention, unfortunately, was derailed when he saw the color of the petals from Shinji's mouth. It became much easier to see them when the young man shook them to the ground. Ah, no. They weren't Cinquefoil. His gaze returned to the gardener's face even if he didn't recall even slightly what they'd been discussing. "Are you needing help figuring out what those mean?"